Elements

It's cold, living in Manehattan. Some of you manehattenites may object, but you haven't been where I have. Northwest Manehattan is a place of crime and chills. My little shack by the river isn't the ideal location, but it will do. I can't imagine growing up in these horrible conditions, but it know somepony who can.

My name is Midnight Breeze. I am a pegasus, and a very unique one at that. I have done many things that I am proud of, and many things I regret. I have a job, but it never stays the same. I was once a teacher. Another time I was a lawyer. I stay at one job until I am discovered. Then I run. Run far away where they will never find us.

Yes, us. A long time ago, if we go back about two or three years, we find a young mare. This particular mare is me. I am running through the streets, trying to shake the cops off my trail. I turn corners, jump over fences, even fly. I often have to use my wind as a last resort. I don't want to use it much, in danger of somepony finding out.

When I am sure the cops were off my tail, I seek refuge in an orphanage. I pretend to be adopting. The place looked deserted, but I wasn't expecting what was coming. I take a look at the selection of foals. All I see is one small filly, donning a miserable look on her face. "Would you like her? She hasn't had many takers. She has a unique magical ability." The orphanage owner tells me.

I see her horn light up, and suddenly the room shakes, and I almost stumble over. "Do you see what I mean? Please tell me you still want her." I take one look into her pleading eyes. She somehow knows I didn't intend to adopt. Somehow, a miracle happens. I feel a strange force tugging at my heart strings, and I reply.

"I'll take her!" I was lonely, and so was she. We were more alike than you would know. Two lonely, lost souls with great abilities, roaming the streets for a companion.

Her name is Moonlight Mascarade, and she is my best friend. She thinks and acts more like I am her sister than a mother, and we both agree that works best.

I run into opt he alley way and disappear down a sewer hatch. It isn't the best home, but it gets better. I walk down the tunnels. Taking a right, then left, then left, then diagonal. I reach a dead end, then push the wall in, revealing a room. I have reached my destination.

I step into my lair and feel a drip on my head. "Hey Moonie, is there..."

SPLOOSH!

I shake off a bit of excess water and glance over at the laughing filly. I blow my wet bangs out of my face. "What are you laughing at?" She smiles and says.

"Your mane. Always funny when it is straight." I summon wind to dry my hair. As I feel the wind slowly brush my wings, I get a great idea.

"You know what?" I ask, looking at her straight, smooth mane. "You're looks funny when it is up!" With this she statprts running. I blow a gust of wind at her, but she teleports away. I turn 180 and blow a gust that way. Hitting half of her mane. She stops there, trying to tame it, so I take the opportunity and mess up the other half.

We laugh, and laugh. We laugh until sunset. We laugh until moonshine. We laugh until I can feel the midnight breeze.